A lil more about the podcast.
Dennis, Fran, Joseph, Tommy forged a beautiful friendship over their shared love of literature, rosé, and butt-stuff. This round-table podcast is a recipe from all their brains, discussing (and sometimes disagreeing) on everything at the intersection of queerness and brownness—from Beyoncé to Borges, politics to peen sizes, Nietzsche to 90s R&B—combining the best of literary intellect with absolute trash. Like The View, but not terrible.
WHY IS IT CALLED
FOOD 4 THOT?
The podcast’s conception stemmed from a discussion about how literary and intellectual spaces rarely allowed for conversations about things typically considered—well, not so intellectual. We loved talking about queer theory, identity politics, and Ta-Nehisi Coates, but also Mariah Carey’s Vine account, nail polish, and our absolutely filthiest hook-up stories. In a world where those conversations were so often separated, where could one get both? Thus, Food 4 Thot was born, a delectable meal of brain food and junk food, giving thots like us a seat at the scholarly table.
That, and also the name “Thot Catalogue” would have probably got us into legal trouble.
MORE ABOUT US,
BECAUSE WHY NOT?
Joseph Osmundson is a scientist and writer from Washington State. He spends his days working in a lab, and his nights frequenting underwear parties. His writing, mostly nonfiction, is about class, race, sex, and duh, science.
Dennis Norris II is an ex-figure skater, lapsed violist, educator, and writer exploring daddy issues through the lens of queer black boyhood. He is a Kimbilio Fiction Fellow, a Tin House Scholar, and a MacDowell Colony Fellow. He lives in Harlem, along with his expansive poncho collection.
Tommy Pico is a poet from the Viejas Indian reservation of the Kumeyaay nation. He authored Junk (Tin House Books, 2018), and Food (Tin House Books, 2019) and myriad prize-winning tweets, including “Sittin’ on the cock of the gay.” His Myers-Briggs is IDGAF.
Fran Tirado is the Deputy Editor of Out, writer, and professional Carmen San Diego. He Instagrams too much, and is the arch nemesis to a one Frankie Grande. I’ll never forget what you did to me at Fire Island in 2014, you piece of shit.